101 Reviews
Reading the fine print is not my forte. So when I saw the name on this brew I thought about Grissom and his CSI UV light** tracking blood spatter around a crime scene, and I thought of Bud Light***. So I had in my mind a light (although hopefully not as mild) lager...
In the year 1854 Oscar Wilde is born, the Republican party was formed, and the original Collingwood Brewery is established. This brew celebrates that brewery milestone as well as the 8th anniversary of the modern-day brewery. This is a different style of freestyle....
Hob knobbing at a fancy private function, that’s just how we roll at COMDB. An open bar but limited selection, not that I’m complaining. I had a choice, suck on a Heinie or quaff an Ultra.* I have had a few heinies in my day (that didn’t sound good) but had never...
People ask me, how do you sample so many beers and still stay slim and trim. Actually, no one has ever asked me that, but if they did, I could refer to the Beach Ball Fitness Program™, or how I stay active fishing in the summer and watching hockey in the winter. Of...
I don’t think anyone would mistake me for someone who is carb or calorie conscious and I wouldn’t know an electro-light from a red light, but that didn’t stop me from trying this Rally session lager with electrolytes. To be honest, my first thought was that an...
Looks like The Crusher* is all fired up and ready to dominate the ring, doing sweaty holds and flips while decked out in his stretchy pants, in a choreographed ballet of blood. Clifford’s Crusher looks more like a thirst crusher than a bone crusher. Maybe a summer...
Sunny day, BBQ in need of tending, only experienced operators need apply. Sounded like a job for a cranky old man. But we know, as per the COMDB Guide to the Fine Art of BBQing (formerly the COMDB Guide to the Manly Art of BBQing), without a beer a BBQ is just a BBQ....
I was having lunch with the Province’s top beer expert (really) and I was complaining about sours, having had a “memorable for the wrong reason” encounter with one of the cranberry variety. He told me not to give up on them, and there were lots of great sours and...
At the cottage, hoisting one, and the missus says she didn’t realize R&R meant “reviews and rants”, I guess what we have here is a failure to communicate*. Not the first and won't be the last. Interestingly enough, they are all my fault. This one is too late to...
Where is our beloved New Ontario bear? A missing bear is no laughing matter. And what's so funny? Why is this paddle laughing? Is it because I am in a Cracked Canoe? Or because I am about to tip my canoe trying to paddle with three kegs of Muskoka Cream Ale in it?...